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THE PARENTS' PROGRESS 



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CHARACTERS 

Samuel Hoskins A ready-made 

Clothier, with a 
business at New 
Cross and a villa 

at Balham. T. Gideon Warren. 

His wife. Miss Clare Greet. 

'i'heir daughter. Miss Mary Leslie. 
Their son. Mr. Ernest Thetiger 

Em's fiance. Mr. Guy Addison. 

Miss Williams Miss Ruby Milter. 

Scene. — Drawing-room of " Chatsworth," the Hoskins' 
villa at Balham 



Mrs. Hoskins 

Ei\i .... 
Bert . . . . 
George Bunning 



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Scene. — The- drawing-room of " ChatsworthJ' the 
HosKiNs' villa at Balham. The room is furnished 
partly in a solid old-fashioned style, and partly in a 
modern would-be smart suburban style. There is a 
heavy round table which should stand by rights in 
the middle of the room, but which has been pushed 
on one side. On it an elaborate " tea " is laid out, 
There is an old-fashioned ottoman, and one or two 
heavy armchairs. The other chairs and the sofa are 
covered with a rather startling chintz, made , with 
frills and petticoats. There are embroidered chair - 
backs and Liberty cushions. A heavy gil clock and 
some massive vases arc on the chimney-piece, and 
these are flanked by a quantity of tiny china animals. 
On the walls are ornamental plush brackets, holding 
vases and figures, one or two staring portraits, and 
some engravings from popular pictures. A large 
Teddy bear on a chair. Beside the fender is a life- 
sized china cat. An imitation palm is on a side 
table, and a rubber plant in the windoiv. 

7 



8 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

(Mr. and Mrs. Hoskins are sitting one on each side of 
the big table. He is reading aloud out of the " Old 
Curiosity Shop." She is knitting a sock. Mrs. 
Hoskins is a stout and comfortable-looking woman 
of about fifty. She is dressed in a plum-coloured 
.cashmere gown, old-fashioned in make, and of a bad 
. cut. She wears a large cap and a piece of crochet 
edging round her throat. Mr. Hoskins is also 
stout and comfortable looking. He wears an old 
loose coat with old-fashioned collar and waistcoat.) 

Hoskins {reads in slow conscientious tones). " See 
here these shoes — how worn they are ! She kept 
them to remind her of our last journey. You see 
where her Httle feet went bare upon the ground. 
They told me 

Mrs. Hoskins (sniffs). Wait a bit, father. I 
want to get mA' handkerchief out. Little Nell's dead 
by this tim.e. but the poor old man don't know it yet. 

Hoskins. You're always in such a hurry to turn 
on the waterworks. [Reads.) " They told me after- 
wards that the stones had cut and bruised them. 
She never told me that, but I've remembered since 
she walled behind me that I might not see how lame 
she was." (Stops to blow his nose.) 

(Enter Em, door r., tall, thin, about twenty-five, not 
bad looking in an angidar way : she wears her hair 
very much frizzed and padded. Her dress is an 
exaggeration of the last fashion but one, very much 
fussed and cut about. She carries a bunch of flowers.) 

Em. Well, you two, you do look cheerful. (Crosses 
to back of table, L.) What are you reading ? (To 
Hoskins. ) Silly old Dickens again ! I suppose you 
know we're expecting cc)mpany. (Crosses to tea 
table, R.) ■ 

Mrs. H. (placidly). It's all right, dearie. There's 
plenty for tea. 

Em (crosses to tea table, looking at table). What 
have we got ? 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 9 

Mrs. H. I made one of m}- best pound cakes ;' 'I 
can't trust the girl. And there's a dish of them 
ginger-snaps 

Em {gently). Those ginger-snaps, dear. 

Mrs. H. {meekly). Those ginger-snaps you're so 
fond of. And there's a jug of double cream and 
some preserve sandwiches for you young ladies, and 
a nice plate of ham sandwiches for the gentlemen. 

Em {to c). Cress sandwiches are more genteel. 
p Mrs. H. But they're such poor eating. Father 'd 
as soon hang his tongue out of window^ as eat a cress 
sandwich. , , 

HosKiNS. Ah. I m.ay be a bit long in the tqcpth, 
but I ain't turned out to grass yet. ,. , 

Em {looking about discontentedly). The tea looks 
such a set-out on this big table. What w^e want i^ 
a nice little bamboo table that Emma could bring, in 
with , : . . 

Mrs. H. That girl carry m.y best china on a tippety 
bamboo table ! No, there I do draw the line. : ,.^ 

HosKiNS. How can any one get a square meal, pff 
a bit of a bamboo table? . ,j 

Em {goes to Mrs. Hoskins). The smart set dorijt 
eat square meals at tea. They keep their long \yhite 
gloves on, and to}' with a morsel of thin bread aiid 
butter. {Crosses R., fvojit of tea table and' arydrtge 
flowers in -case.) ' ^ '''"'• 

^Irs. H. Lor, how the}^ must grease their glbVfes ! 

{Enter Bert, door r., a youth of about tw^nty-tfwee , 
with a swagger, and rather loud clothes, but a g^ood- 
humoured boyish face.) 

Bert. Hallo, Devby and Joan! You ^ ifenow 
there's company coming, (c.) v/dm: 

Hoskins. All right ! me boy. We know wMt 
you're thinking about. Got your lady friend icomirig, 
hey? ' ■- vi"-H 

Bert {with ^«gm'^y)l: 'Miss Gladys Williams .-pro- 
mised to look in at tea-time. ' ' 



.10 THE PAllENTS' PROGRESS. 

Mrs. H. (iimidly). Is she going to be Mrs. 'Bert, 
dearie ? 

Bert. Don't you be so previous, mater. Can't 
a fellow take a girl round without being asked his 
intentions ? I haven't made up my mind to enter 
for the matrimonial stakes yet awhile ; but I s'pose 
I shall have to settle down one of these days. . . . 
I can't say as I haven't had my fling, and seen Sc bit 
of life. [Leans against piano.) 

Mrs. H. (calmly). You've always been a dear 
good boy, / know. A fast young feiioAV doesn't eat 
poached eggs and sausages for breakfast before he 
catches the S.40 to business. 

Bert [to Mrs. Hoskins; patting her shoulder). 
Dear old girl. (Crosses r.c.) '' A feller doesn't 
cdways tell his mother what he does." (Humming.) 
{To Mrs. Hoskins.) " When the right girl comes 
along " 

Mrs. H. (giggling). Go along witli you ! You're 
a regular young Turk. 

Em (arranging flowers). Miss Williams is in Berry 
and Johns, didn't you say ? 

Bert (down l. of tea table, R. to Em). Yes, foreign 
fancy department. But she don't need to go to 
business. Her father's a gentleman farmer in Essex, 
only she couldn't get on at home. She's a bit of 
class. 

Em. Well, my George comes of a very superior 
famjily. (Crosses l., hack of taMe l. to l. of mantel- 
piece, and arrange flowers in vase.) He's got a cousin 
on the Marylebone Board of Guardians. 

Mrs. H. I'm sure you two young people have 
got a right to look high. You've had every advan- 
tage money could pay for. 

Hoskins. Ah, we've never grudged you anything 
. — lessons on' the piano for Em, lessons on the flute 
for Bert, tennis club, dancing classes, the latest 
thing in gramaphones 

Em. Pathephones ! (Back of table l.) Yes, 



[^ THE PAREXTS' i^ROGRESS. 11 

you've grudged nothing for us, and we don't forget 
it. What v/e want now is for you two to spend a 
bit on yourselves. 

HosKiNS. Ell? What's that ? : • 

Bert {to c). Yes. Em's hit it in one. We've 
gone ahead, and \'\'c don't want you should stop too 
far behind. : , i ; 

! Mrs. H. How d'ye mean — stop behind ? 

Em (round to l. of Mrs. Hoskins). Why,, just 
look ^t your dress, ma ; look at it. D'ye call that a 
company afternoon gown ? 

Mrs, H. It's the best I have, dearie. : 

Em. You can't expect to have any style as' long 
as you stick to that old Miss Atlay. {Crosses to r. 
of mantelpiece, and arrcmge flowers in vase.) 

Mrs. H. Lor, dearie, what can it matter what / 
wear. And pore old Miss Atlay is so glad of a job. 

Em. Of course my George is used to your old- 
fashioned get-up. {Turn to Mrs. Hoskins.) He 
knows 3;ou're all right underneath. 

Mrs. H. 1 should hope so ! Ever^'thing hand- 
m.ade, Cash's frilling 

Em. I mean he knows you've a kind heart, which 
is more than coronets, as Lord Tennyson said. {Crosses 
up c. to piano.) But Miss Williams 

Bert. Yes. Miss Williams '11 think you kept 
company with Noah in the ark, what with that cap 
and {Crosses r., front of tea-table.) 

Mrs. H. {flustered). I never kept company with 
any one but your dear father. And I've always 
wore a cap 

Em. Worn a cap ! 

Mrs. H. Worn a cap like this ever since you was 
confirmed, Em. 

Em {to R. of Mrs. Hoskins). But nobody wears a 
cap now, mater. You should roll your hair over a 
pompadour, and pin a black velvet bow on top— — 

Mrs. H. Me in a pompydour. " ; 

Em. And if you m.ust have such dowdy gowns, 



12 THE PARENTS' PROaRESS. 

you might smarten them up with something fussy 
round the neck. Guipure plastrons are only one- 
eleven- three in the High Street. Or you could get a 
punch lace jabot for one and sixpence ha'penny. 
{Up c. to window.) 

Mrs. H. (laughing). Fancy wasting money on 
neck-finishes for an old woman like me. 

Bert (crosses to hack of table l. Em down to hack 
of tahle R.). You ain't as old as all that, mater. 
Look at Mrs. Riley. I bet she's older than you, but 
she dresses every bit as stylish as the girls. 

Mrs. H. (annoyed). You wouldn't have me fig 
myself out like that Mrs. Riley. With a mop of 
false hair, and the pow^der standing on her nose; and 
her figure squeezed into one of them Directory dresses. 
Of course, we women can't help having figures, but 
there's no call for us to show 'em. 

HosKiNS. No, no. Mother knows better than to 
dress mutton lamb fashion. 

Bert. I say, dad, it's about time you got a new 
rig out. Wliy don't you set yourself up with one of 
our gents' lounge suits — this style, one guinea ? 
Tliat interesting antique of yours is turning green, 
and the way the pockets bag is somxCthing shameful. 

HosKiNS (looking at pockets). Eh ? That's bring- 
ing home a bit of fish, or fruit, or what not for mother. 

Mrs. H. You and Em didn't use to complain of 
your dad's pockets in the old days. There was 
always something in 'em for the kiddies. 

Bert. We haven't forgotten that, mater. 

Em. And your hat, dad ! 

Bert. I should change my hatter if I were you. 
That old tile of yours is the joke of the whole shop. 

Em (to R.c). And those turn-down collars are 
quite gone out. And I do think you might always 
carry a pair of dogskins in 3rour hand. 

HosKiNS. I say, mother, we're catching it hot, 

Mrs. H. I'm sorry ^'ou're ashamed of the bid 
folk, dearies. 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 13 

Bert [sturdily). But we aint, are we, Em ? 

Em. Of course not. 

Bert. We know we've got the best old dad and 
mater in Balham. It's only 

Em. It's only that we should like other people to 
know it too. We want you both to take a little 
pride in yourselves. What's the use of I and Bert 
going ahead if we can't get yon along too ! (Crosses 
R., front of tea-table.) 

Bert. There's dad goes up to New Cross every 
day of his life (crosses c), and never picks up a catch- 
word or a joke off the halls. (Looks at Hoskins.) 
Might as well be a bally judge. (Down r. to Em.) 

Em. And there's raa there, I'm sure I bring home 
fashion papers by the score, but she never looks at 
anything but the cookery and needlework. Never 
know^s a thing about the Royalties, or what the smart 
set are doing. 

Mrs. H. Well, dears, you two began where me 
and father left off. When we was your age we didn't 
have any time for readin' and dancin' and platan' at 
ball. Father was in the shop all day — we was second- 
hand then — and I had to do the cookin' and house 
work and help with the accounts. But dad and I 
always said we didn't care how hard we worked, or 
how rough we lived, as long as we could give the 
chicks a chance. 

Hoskins. That's right, mother. 

Bert (to Mrs. Hoskins). Well, we do you credit, 
mater, though I say it ; and now you've got to do 
us credit too. It's never too late to learn ; you and 
dad [to R.c.) you've got the time, you've got the wits, 
you've got the money too. Why shouldn't the 
Hoskinses of Chatsworth be as up-to-date as any 
family in Balham ? 

Em. That's just what / say. 

Bert. I've promised to go and meet Miss Williams 
where the tram stops. (To door R. and exit.) 

(Exit Bert.) 



14 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

Em (/o c). I'd better go and see if that girl put 
the kettle on before she xA^ent home. {Going to door 
R.) It's hke her to have her mother taken ill, just 
when we're expecting company. 

Mrs. H. Poor girl ! You should put yourself in 
her place 

Em {^tops and turns when Mrs. Hoskins speaks. 
Tartly). That's just what I've got to do. 

(Exit Em.) 

Hoskins (rising and standing hack to fireplace, 
ruefidly). Well, mother, we don't seem to be giving 
satisfaction. What's to be done ? 

Mrs. H. What do you do in the shop if an article 
don't give satisfaction ? 

EIosKiNS. We offer to change it. Hopkins' is 
noted for its obliging ways. . . . But sometimics 
the customers wish they hadn't changed. 

Mrs. H. Well, we've got to do the same in the 
house as we do in the shop. Change our goods. 
Hoskins. How d'ye mean ? 

Mrs. H. We've got dear good children. They've 
never give us a day's anxiety ; oughtn't we to let 
'em have what the}^ want, just to see if they really 
want it. 

"Hoskins (dubiously). Yes, but it was easy enough 
to give 'em lollypops and tin trumpets when the}' 
were kids. Hov,' about giving 'em a pair of brand 
new parents ? 

Mrs. H. (rise and go c). Oh, we'll see. We Imow 
a bit' more than they think for. Come along, father. 
(Turns to go towards door l ) 

Hoskins. Now I can see you're up to something, 
mother. (To Mrs. Hoskins.) Mischief, I shouldn't 
wonder ! Just you leave me out of it, old girl. 

Mrs. H. Now look here, dad. You never know ' 
what you can do till you try. . . . We've been too 
set oh our own quiet and comfort, Samuel ; but no\v 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. ]r> 

vye'veigot to shake ourselves up a bit. {Going to 
door; L.) 

■ {Enter Em, to r.c.) 

HdsKiNS (jocosely, crosses c. to Em). Just going to 
have a wash and brush up, my dear. No extra 
charge, I suppose. 

Em {smiling).' That's right, dad. 

(Knock. Hall door knock.) 

There's George. I ahvays know his hesitating knock. 
Sounds as if he wasn't sure he wanted to come in. 

(Exit Em, r. ; then exit Mr. and Mrs. Hoskins, l.) 

Em re-enters in a moment, ushering in George 

BUNNING (to R.C.). 

George (r. of Em, with a nervous giggle). Well, 
Em, how do you mid yourself ? (Kisses her.) Going 
strong, eh ? 

Em. Sit down, George. {Crosses to table l.) 
You did not look in Monday. 

George. Kept over-time. (Looks at tea-table.) 
My word, quite a spread ! Expecting company ?• 

Em. Yes, a young lady friend of Bert's. She's 
in the foreign fancy department of Berry and Johns. 

George. Poor old Bert ! 

Em (front of table l.). I don't know why you 
should say that. She seems to be g. m^ c superior 
young person. ... I hope you're not over- working, 
dear. Anything new in the artistic line ? 

George. Rather ! (Crosses to Em, l.) Just got 
a grand new design. Child in white frock — golden 
curls— blue sash — sharing bun with dog — fox terrier, 
of course. Child says, " Feed fair, Fido." 

Em. , How quaint ! . : ..^ 

G^o^GE. I suggested the motter, "Feed fair,. 



16 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

Fido." Vv^e re doing a line in oleograph, at two and 
ten, gilt frame and all. I tell you it's great ; it'll 
just about knock the provinces. 

Em. It sounds very sweet. We might give the 
mater one for a birthday present. {Lavs r. hand on 
Georgp:'s l. shoulder.) 



[Enter Bert and Miss Williams ; Bert holding Miss 
Williams' l. hand with his r. She wears a very 
tight frock and a very large hat. She holds her head 
as if she had a stiff neck, and her chin and nose 
have an upward tilt. She has high heels, and walks 
as if her shoes were tight.) 

Bert. This is m.y sister Em. — Miss Gladys Wil- 
liams. 

(Em crosses c. to meet them. George goes l.) 
(TJie two girls shake hands.) 

Em. Very pleased to meet you. Let me introduce 
my fiangce, Mr. George Bunning. 

Georg.'^ (giggling nervously, crosses to Miss Wil- 
liams, he: is out hand and drops it). How d'ye do ? 
I hope you're very well. Yes, I'm quite well, thanks, 
very well indeed. He, he ! {Backs l. again.) 

Em. Won't you sit down ? • 

Miss W. {crosses l., and sit chair r. of table L. ; 
speaks with a condescending drawl). Naice little 
place you've got here. I don't know this part 
of town at all. I live in North Kensington. We find 
it very central. (Bert doz^'n r. round table.) 

Em. (r. of Miss Williams, in a tone of aggressive 
gentility). Of course Balh?m's a long way out, but 
it's quiet and exclusive, and we find the air less 
enervating than in the West -End. 

Miss Williams {in the same tone). Of course >ou 
can't have everything, can you ? 

Em And it suits the old folk. I and Bert trv to 



THE PAREI^S' PROGRESS. 17 

move with the times, but dad and the mater — well' 
you wouldn't believe how old-fashioned they are. 

Miss W. Now aunt is thoroughly up-to-date. I 
live with my aunt, you know ; she's a perfect lady, 

keeps two maids and puts the washing out 

Em (snatching at the distinction). So do we, the 

heavy washing, just the fine woollies- [Breaks 

off stiddenly at look from Bert.) 

Aren't you two gentlemen going to do something to 

amuse us while w^e're waiting for tea ? 

Miss W. The last party we went to they had a 
professional entertainer. I don't know what they 
didn't pay him. 

Em. They all say Bert ought to be on the halls, 

and Mr. Bunning collects riddles ; he's got- 

How^ many is it you've got, George ? 

George. Close on two thousand. 

Em. Nearly two thousand written down in a book. 
Haven't you got a new one, George ? 

George [cracking his finger joints in an agony of 
nervousness). I — er — let me see — why is a -. 

Bert [boisterously). I've got one '11 just suit you, 
George. What's the difference between you and a 
barn door ? 

Em. a lot of difference, I should think. 

Bert. Give it up ? Well, it's a barn door, but 
you're a darned bore. Fla, ha; neat, eh? [Turns 
up c. ; Miss Williams laughs.) ■; 

George [crosses r. to r. of Bert). You ought to 
be in a home, you know^ Er — \\\\y is — wh}^ is your 
nose like Stonehenge ? , ,: 

Miss W. Why it isn't a bit like. 

George. Give it up ? [Edging away round table 
R.) Because it's the most prominent feature on the 
biggest flat in England. He, he! 

Bert (^0 George). Noah cheered up the elephant 
with that riddle. [Up c. ; Em laughs.) 

Miss W. I don't call it very polite. I like those 



18 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

funny questions l^etter than riddles ; why does the 
something something ? I can't think of one for the 
moment. 

Bert (down r.c). Why does the port wine ? 

Miss W. {interested). I never heard that one. 

Em. I didn't know port did whine. What's the 
answer) Bert ? 

Bert. Because no one calls it cheri. {Laughs 
immoderately ; Em a step back.) 

Miss W. But if it was port, why should they call 
it sherry ? 

Bert. It's what's called a double engtendre — 
cheri — French for darling — see ? It's pronounced 
much the same as sherry. 

Miss W. Oh, isn't that quaint ? I must remember 
to tell aunt. She don't know any French, but she 
will laugh. . . . She nearly had a fit when you did 
your imitations — the farmyard noises, 5-ou know, and 
Sir Beerbohm Tree. 

Bert (pleased). She didn't hear me do my best 
one, though. (Down c, strikes an attitude and 
mouths) " To be or not to be " 

George. Is that a faiTnyard noise ? 

(Temporary collapse of Bert.) 

Em {crosses r. to George). George, don't be such 
a tease. Why can't you show us one of 3^our clever 
card tricks ? There's an old pack on the side table. 
(George gets cards from sideboard r.) 

Miss W. I didn't know any one did card tricks 
nowada^^s. 

Bert. No, it is a little nineteen hundred and nine, 
isn't it ? . 

Miss W. Japanese juggling is the last cry. 

George (/rtte up pack). This is a simple little 
trick, but it always amuses the audience. I deal 
you each a card. {Crosses L. front, pf tea-table R., avd 
gives a card (i) to MissV^ihLiAMS, then to Bert , then Jo, 
E^ ; ^then crosses down r.) .;i: 



THE PARENT'S PROGRESS. 19 

Bert. Turn up your sleeves, man, just to show 
there's no deception. 

Em. Don't interrupt. 

George. Now you each have a card 

Miss W. Mine is the ten of hearts. 

George. No, no, you mustn't tell m.e what it is. 
Take another. {Crosses to Miss Williams and gives 
her another card, then crosses R.). Now, ladies and 
gentlemen, you must please assist me in the execution 
of this trick. Before I can proceed further, I must 
ask you each to stand for a moment on one leg. 
(Miss Williams rise and stand on one leg, Bert on her 
R., Em r. of Bert ; all in line. They stand on left 
leg first.) The right leg, and hold the card face 
downwards on the top of your head with the left 
hand, please. Now%' are you all ready ? 

Bert. Rummy sort of card trick. 

(The three all endeavour to stand on one leg and hold 
the card on the top of their heads. The girls wobble 
and giggle.) 

George. I've got it. If you could only see your- 
selves ! But you will in a day cr two — he, he ! 

Em (to George, who crosses front of her to Miss 
Williams). Oh, George, if that isn't too bad ! 

Miss W. Oh, Mr. Bunning, I never should have 
thought you could be so wicked. You quiet ones 
are always the w^orst. ' 

Bert (to George ; jealous and ruifted). Bad form, 
I call that. 

George. Eh? What? [To Bert.) 

Em (to Bert, quickly). Why, it's only a joke. 
You must play it Off on some of your friends, Bert. 
It 'ud just suit the Riley girls. (Bert goes up c, 
followed by George, then down r. ; with obvious eager- 
ness to change the subjects) Perhaps you'd give us a , 
soii^ Miss Williams ? Bert savs you're quite , a pocket '; 
Patti. ■ ' ■ r... ,.-: -:,..-: ir::^ 



20 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

Miss W. Oh, I'm sorry, but I haven't brought 
my music, and I don't sing without my notes. 

(Em goes to piano and takes up songs.) 

Er,!. We have a quantity of high-class music 
here, most of the fashionable songs. I dare say 
there's something you know. Here's " Come be my 
Rainbow " and " Some day when Dreams come 
true," and " Shadowland " ; that's a sweet song. 

Miss W. (crosses up c. to piano). I can sing 
Shadowland if you can give me a little help w^ith the 
accomp. 

(Em seated at piano, George on her l., Miss 
Williams her r., Bert down r. oj table r.) 

Bert. Hear, hear ! We'll all plump for Shadow- 
land. I know the chorus. 

Miss W. What's your instrument ? 

Em. It's a cottage. 

Miss W, I meant the maker. Aunt's is a Bech- 
stein Baby Grand. 

(Em plays the opening bars, and then gives the 
starting note.) 

Miss W. (clears her throat, and then sings)— 

When the lights are dim and low 
There's a land of dreams I know, 
Bounded by the firelight's glow, 

Peopled by you and me — 
There in this enchanted land 
You and I together stand 
Reunited hand in hand 

Just as we used to be. 

Chorus, please, gentlemen. (Bert goes up and stands 
li.'of Miss Williams.) 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 21 

Shadowland, Shadowland, 

There in the firehght's glow, 
Memories arise from out the past 
Dreams of a love too sweet to last, 

Bright eyes shine into mine. 
Once mxore I hold your hand, 

Day brings but pain, 

Still when night comes again 
I shall meet you in Shadowland. 

{At end of song enter Mrs. Hoskins to r.c, 
followed by Hoskins, who goes l.) 
Bert (clapping). Bravo. 

{Enter Mr. and Mrs. Hoskins. Mrs. Hoskins ivears 
a much frilled pink silk blouse, which is strained 
across her chest, and a fawn skirt, very tight round 
the hips, a brocade sash, with long ends and some 
bead necklaces round her collarless neck. She has 
transparent sleeves, and a transparent yoke. Her 
hair is fluffed out, and on the top of her Jtead she 
wears a large bunch of Empire curls, of a much 
brighter brown than her own hair ; or she can wear a 
smart toque. Her complexion is touched up, and 
she carries a small fan, which she waves coquettishly . 
Mr. Hoskins wears a cutaway coat, obviously much 
too tight for him, a fancy waistcoat, light trousers, 
and a very gaudy tie. He has dragged a lock of hair 
across his bald head.) 

Mrs. H. Well, dears, ready for ygur tea ? 

Bert. Mother ! {Down r., front of tea-table.) 

Hoskins {jauntily). Hullo, young people, having 
a good time, eh ? 

Bert {down front of table r. ; staring at his parents 
in amazement, and hardly able to get the words out). 
Ei-_niother— er— this is Miss Williams. {Crosses front, 
of Mrs. Hoskins, and takes Hoskins &y R. arm^.i Hos- 



22 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

KINS bows awkwardly. Bert then pushes him l., and 
turns him round.) My — a— father. (Aside). You've 
got my togs on. 

HosKiNS (aside). All right, me boy. They're a 
tight fit, but I won't eat m.uch tea. 

Mrs. H. (in very -patronising tones). Glad to meet 
you. We've heard quite a lot a^bout you from, our 
Bert. 

Miss W. Yes, I promised to try to look you up 
quite a while ago, but I've been so rushed. (Crosses 
R. front of tea-table.) 

Em (who has been staring at her mother ; aside, 
Down R. of Mrs. Hoskins). Ma, you've got my best 
blouse on, and my Empire curls. 

Mrs. H. (aside). All right, dearie; if I sit quite 
still I think I shall hold together. (Aloud ; turns L. 
to George.) Well, George, aren't you going to give 
me a kiss ? 

George (comes down from l. corner of piano, eyeing 
her nervously). Oh yes, Mrs. Hoskins, of course, I 
forgot. (Kisses her, then goes back round piano and 
down to tea-table r.) Don't know what I was thinking 
of. 

Em (back of table r., to Miss Williams, with a 
worried look). You'll excuse me. Miss Williams, but 
I've just got to go and bring in the teapot. The fact 
is, our parlour -maid's out to-day. 

Hoskins (jocosely). And our butler's in the hos- 
pital, undergoing an operation for appendicitis. 
(Crosses to table, R.) 

Em (coldly). Father will have his joke. 

(Exit Em., door r.) 

Mrs. H. Won't you be seated ? 

(Mrs. Hoskins crosses l. round back of table l., and 
sits in chair l. of table l.. Miss Williams crosses 
and sit in chair R. of table l.) 

Miss W. (in her genteelest tones, to Mrs. Hoskins). 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 23 

I think you know in}^ friends, the Rileys of Badminton 
House ? 

Mrs. H. {loftily). The Rileys of Brixton. Oh yes, 
dear old soul, Mrs. Rrley. Pity she tries so hard to 
be stylish, isn't it ? Because if you're born dowdy 

Miss W. (surprised). Why, Mrs. Riley is con- 
sidered one of the best-dressed women in Brixton. 

[Enter Em, ivith teapot and sit table R. and pour 
out tea.) 

Mrs. H. Hoh, Brixton, yes ; but there's a lot of 
difference between Brixton fashions and Balham 
fashions. You live in Notting Dale, don't 3^ou ? 

Miss W. Oh no, North Kensington ; we find it 
very central. You see, my uncle's in the Civil Ser- 
vice. 

Mrs, H. Stores ! Haymarket or Bedford Street ? 

Miss W. The Government Civil Service. (George 
crosses i.. u^ith cups of tea.) He's a tax collefctor. 
They keep him pretty busy ; I don't know what the 
Government would do without him. 

Mrs. H. My cousin's son is a Sheriff's Orficer. 
(HosKiNS crosses l. with plate of cakes and sugar basin. 
Bert crosses r. a?id meet him c. and take sugar basin, 
then to Miss Williams. Hoskins back of table, l.) 
1 expect it's very quiet up in Notting — North Ken- 
sington, isn't it ? 

Miss W. Oh no. I think it's quite a whirl com- 
pared to Balham. Last week we had a progressive 
jig-saw party. 

(Bert crosses to tea table, R.) 

George (timidly, to Miss Williams). I went to a 
Cinderella once in North Kensington. We kept it 
up till nearly half -past twelve. 

HosKiNTS (back of table l., scoffingly). 'Arf-past 
twelve ! I s'pose yoiir nurses came to fetch you 
home. I 



24 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS; 



Em. Reallv, father- 



Miss W. Uncle and aunt had their silver wedding 
last month, and we had a reception. Oh, it was a 
crush ! Forty people came, and only twenty could 
sit down. 

HosKiNS. What was the matter with the other 
twenty ? (Chuckles.) 

Bert (outraged) . I say, dad ! (Crosses to Uoskins 
back of table l. Hoskins round to -fireplace l.) 

Mrs. Hoskins. You needn't be afraid of the 
cake, I know what's in it. I made it myself. 

Miss W. No thanks, aunt gets all her company 
cakes from Bussards. 

Hoskins (back to fireplace). I hope the gentlemen 
have been keeping you entertained. Miss Williams. 
These 3'oung fellers — I say they don't half know how 
to talk to a girl. I dare say Bert hasn't told you the 
last new 3'arn, about the little widow and the fish- 
monger 

Bert (uneasily). Do you think it's quite 

Hoskins. Bit spicy, perhaps, but an up-to-date 
young lady hke Miss Williams won't like it any the 
worse for that. 

Miss V\f. I don't care for anything risque. 

Bert. It's not the one about the flounders ? 
(Down L.c. beside Miss Williams.) 

George (seated r. of Em at table r. ; interested, 
rises). I haven't heard that. 

Hoskins (chuckling). Yes, that's it. (To Miss 
Williams.) It's like this. A little widow went 
into a fishmonger's, and asked the price of flounders. 
Nov/ what d'ye think the fishmonger said ? 

Bert (firmly, crosses l. to Hoskins). I'm sure 
Miss Williams wouldn't care for that story. (Crosses 
R. to Em at tea table.) 

Em. And I shouldn't either, if it's not quite nice, 

Hoskins. Oh, all right, all right. But I told it 
to a little barmaid on the Underground, and it curled 
her right up, it did. 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 25 

Mrs. H. Mr. Hoskins is sucli a man for a laugii. 
He's the life and soul of our circle. (Hoskins swag- 
gers across to tea-table R.) 

Miss W. Reall}^ ! 

Mrs. H. {to Miss WillIx\ms). I see the Elterdale 
case really is coming into Court. They say there'll 
be three co-respondents besides the Earl of Castlebury. 
But the Duchess is bringing a cross-petition— — 

Miss W. [interested). I never read divorce cases; 
besides, it wasn't in our paper. 

Mrs. H. (in superior tones). No, I saw it in the 
Morning Powst. Don't your aunt take the Morning 
Powst ? Why, however do you keep up with the 
fashionable intelligence if you don't see the Morning 
Powst. 

Miss W. (defensively). We take the Lady every 
week. 

Mrs. H. (slightingly). That's a threepenny paper, 
isn't it ? I only look at the sixpenny fashion papers 
myself. You can't rely on threepenny fashions, can 
you, and the Royal gossip is never really up-to- 
date "-f. 

Em. But, ma, you know you 

Hoskins (who has been talking to George). I got 
a good tip for the Oaks. (Crosses r.c. Bert down 
L.C., between Hoskins and Miss Williams.) Ever 
have a flutter on a horse, Miss Williams ? 

Miss W. (primly). No, I never bet. I hope Mr. 
Bert doesn't either. 

Hoskins. Not he ! Bert ought to have been a 
bally Sunday School teacher, Bert ought. 

Bert (indignantly). Father ! 
Hoskins. Old Bert don't half know how to take 
a 3^oung lady round. (Hoskins nudges Bert, who 
moves away to back of table l.) Now I mayn't be as 
young as I used to was, but I know a thing or two. 
You come to the Pav. with me one night, and we'll 
have a bit of supper afterwards at the Troc. and 
then 



26 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

Mrs. H. (pretending to he shocked). Upon my word, 
father, fine goings on. 

Miss W. Thanks, but aunt's very particular 
about the gentlemen I go out with. 

HosKiNS (laughs and turns up to piano ; looking at 
the song on the piano). Somebody been squalling, 
eh ? What's the tune ? " Shadowland." Oh lor ! 
Ever heard Vesta Tilley, Miss Williams ? " Follow- 
ing in Father's footsteps " ; that's something like a 
song. Chorus goes like this — 

(Sirtgs, pretending to be drunk. Down r. ; crosses 
L. ; crosses R. and snap fingers in Em's face, seated 
at table at finish.) 

"I'm following in father's footsteps, 

I'm following the dear old dad, 
He's wobbling on in f4"ont, you see, 

And pon my word, he's worse than me. 
I don't know where he's going. 

But when he gets there I'll be glad, 
I'm follov/ing in father's footsteps, 

Following the dear old dad." 

Mrs. H. (clapping her hands). Brayvo, encore. 

Miss W. That's not the class of song / care for. 

Bert (to Miss Williams, apologetically). I never 
sing those sort of songs myself (to Hoskins), not 
when ladies are present. 

Hoskins. No, Moody and Sankey's more in old 
Bert's line. 

Bert {indignantly). Father, you know, I— — 
(To back of piano.) 

Hoskins. I say, mother, ain't you going to do 
anything to amuse the young people ? Let's have 
your famous imitation of Maud Allan . 

Em {in amazement). Mother ! 

George (involuntarily). Oh ! I say ! 

Miss W. (hastily). I'm afraid I must be getting 
back. It's a long way to North Kensington, and 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 27 

HosKiNS. You ought to see Mrs. Hoskiiis do 
Salome. It's a fair treat, though I say it. 

Mrs. H. Shall I ? 
(Mrs. Hoskins begins to ripple her arms, then 

seizes plate with pound cake on it, business.) 

Miss W. (Rises hurriedly and holds oitt her hand. 
George and Em rise.) Aunt doesn't like me to be 
out late by myself. Good-evening, Mrs. Hoskins. 

Mrs. H. (shakes hands with Miss Williams) . Good- 
evening, my dear. I hope we shall see you down 
here again one of these days. There's always a bit 
of something tasty going for Sunday supper, if a 
friend should chance to drop in 

Miss W. Thank you, Mrs. Hoskins ; some day 
perhaps, but Balham is such a long way out. (Crosses 
R.toY^M.) Good-evening, Miss Hoskins. Good-even- 
ing, Mr. Running. (Shakes hands with Em, looks 
superciliously at George.) Good-evening, Mr. Hos- 
kins. (Up c. turns and looks at Hoskins up and 
down, but does not shake hands.) 

Hoskins (e.g.). Good-evening, missie. Be good ; if 
you can't be good, be careful. 

Bert. I'll see you to the tram. Miss Williams. 

Miss W. (coldly). Thank you, Mr. Bert ; but I 
can see myself to the tram. (Exit, followed by Bert, 
door R.) 

George (crosses to r.c.). I must be getting along, 
too. Got some work to do at home. Good-evening, 
all. (To Em, and exit folloimd by Em.) You coming 
to the gate, Em ? 

(Exeunt George and Em. Mr. and Mrs. Hoskins 
turn and look at each other, like tico children who 
have been playing a trick.) 

Hoskins (looks after them). You don't think we 
went too far, mother ? 

Mrs. H. You can't go too far nowadays, if you 
want to be up-to-date. 



28 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

HosKiNS. You don't suppose he's really sweet on 
the girl ? 1 shouldn't like to think we'd spoiled his 
game. 

Mrs.. H. {crosses to Hoskins, r.c). Not much 
game with a stuck-up piece like that. I don't think' 
they 11 want to change their parents again in a hurry.' 
Oh ! you played up fine, father. 

Hoskins. Ellen Terry ain't a patch on you. I 
shouldn't have known you for my old woman. (Mov- 
ing his arms.) Phew ! this coat is precious tight. 
{Down R.c.) 

Mrs. H. And this blouse is shocking draughty. 
{Turns a step or two up l.c.) 

{Enter Em with Shetland shawl and cap, followed by 

Bert {with old coat on his arm). Em goes l.c. to 

Mrs. Hoskins. Bert goes r.c. to Hoskins.) 

Em. You must be chilly in that blouse, mater. 
Let me put this over your shoulders. {Puts shawl on 
Mrs. Hoskins, and leads her to chair l. of table l.) 

Bert. Thought \^ou*d like to change into this, 
dad. That's a bit tight, ain't it ? 

Hoskins. Thanks, my boy. 

Em. Why, you haven't half drunk your tea. I'll 
give you a fresh cup directly, hot and strong ! 

Mrs. H. Thank j^ou, dearie. I hope I ain't 
straining the seams. (Em goes behind Mrs. Hoskins, 
takes off her false curls and puts on her cap.) 

Bert. Might undo a couple of the buttons of the 
waistcoat perhaps. I don't want it should get a 
permanent bulge. 

Hoskins. Thanks, my boy. (Crosses and sits in 
chair r. of table l.) That's what you call a happy 
release, eh ? (Bert puts coat on chair back of table R.) 

Em (takes knitting off piano and hands it to Mrs. 
Hoskins). Here's your knitting. That's better, 
isn't it ^{Crosses R. to table, and gets cup of tea which 
Bert lias po2ired out.) 

(Pause.) ,i; 



THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 21) 

Mrs. H. {timidly). Well,, dears, I hope you thought 
we did you credit with your young friends. I'm sure 
we tried our best. 

Em {hesitating). Oh yes, thanks very much, in a 
dear ; George was — er- — very much amused. (Crosses 
L. to Mrs. Hoskins with cup of tea, and takes other 
cup hack to table R.) Of course he saw it was all a 
bit of fun. 

Hoskins. And your young lady, Bert ? 1 showed 
her I knew a bit, didn't I ? 

Bert (l. corner of tea-table r., sharply). She ain't 
my young lady, nor likely to be {to c), turning up 
her nose as if nature hadn't done it for her. If my 
people ain't good enough for her, her people ain't 
good enough for me. 

Mrs. . H. Why, whatever did she sslv ? 

Bert. She said she didn't think dad was a nice 
old man, and she saw where I got my common ways 
from. 

Mrs. H. Meaning me ? 

(Hoskins stretches across njith his l. liand, and lays 
it sympathetically on Mrs. Hoskins' r. hand.) 

Bert. I don't believe her father's a gentleman 
farmer ; I bet he's nothing but an old pig dealer. 
{Crosses to back of table, L.) No more Miss Williams 
for me, thank you ; I'm not taking any. {Snorts. 
Gets pipe off mantelpiece, and hands it to Hoskins.) 
Here's your pipe, dad. {Gives him a light.) 

Em {crosses l.c). There now, you and the mater 
begin to look like 3^our old selves again. 

Mrs. H. Yes, but dad and I thought— (Em 
crosses and sits on l. arm of Mrs. Hoskins' chair.) 

Em {very kindly). When we've got old folks like 
you and dad, any change must be for the worse'. 
• Bert {jovially). Em's banged the spike on the 
topknot. You can't beat the best. Shall I start a 
tune on the pathephone ? Name your fancy, 
mater. 



30 THE PARENTS' PROGRESS. 

Mrs. H. Yes, one of them nice old tunes, dearie ; 
something I know when I hear it. 

Bert. Righto! {Crosses r. to pathephone and star 
it playing " Home sweet Home.'' Then crosses back 
to back of table L. for picture.) 

HosKiNS {listens attentively to a few bars). Let's 
see, is that " Rule Britannia " or " The Last Rose of 
vSummer " 

Mrs. H. {beating time on the table). Oh father, 
how can you ask ? 

HosKiNS. If it ain't either of them, I know what 
it IS ; it's good old Home sweet Home ! 

(Mrs. Hoskins looks at him and smiles, while she 
continues to beat time ; he leans across and puts his 
hand over hers.) 



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